In his sleep, Brünnhilde felt the most cruel nightmare.

Everyone has their own fears, even Brunhilde.

What Brunhilde fears most is loneliness, wandering, and returning to the age of helplessness.

It was a nightmare that Brunhilde could never escape.

It was precisely because of the painful experience before that Brunhilde became more and more afraid of that kind of day.

Therefore, Brunhilde attaches great importance to the people around him.

For his sister, for the one who saved him, that was the most important person in Brunhilde's heart.

Don't want to be abandoned.

Don't want to be discarded.

It's like a stray dog, casually thrown in the garbage heap.

It was in that nightmare that Brünnhilde saw the most terrible picture, the sisters all with cold faces, completely devoid of their usual feelings, one by one condescending, staring at them with a cold gaze.

That kind of look is like looking at a fly on the top of a garbage heap, on the verge of death.

He didn't speak, but that kind of indifference already made people feel a kind of creepy fear.

The cold eyes made Brunhilde feel a piercing chill.

Brünnhilde wanted to scream in pain, but the bone-chilling coldness was still unbearable for Brünnhilde.

The whole person is like on the edge of an abyss, and his body is falling uncontrollably towards the endless abyss.

Brunhilde's hands were struggling desperately, trying to break free from the abyss, trying to let his sisters pull him.

But no one wants to help, it's cold, it hurts.

Just when Brunhilde was almost in despair, a large rough hand suddenly reached out, grabbed his palm, and pulled himself out of the abyss.

The figure, tall and straight.

Is that the adult?

Brünnhilde's heart was full of joy, although it was said that those sisters had abandoned him, which made Brünnhilde very sad, but as long as the adult did not abandon him, in Brünnhilde's heart, he would still taste the warmth of his heart.

However, the figure looked a little blurry, and Brunhild couldn't tell whether it was the adult, as always, who had saved himself.

Brunhilde was a little uncontrollable, and wanted to reach out and clear the fog in front of the man to see who that person really was.

However, just as Brunhilde had just cleared the fog, all of a sudden, a familiar, enemy face appeared, looking at himself with a sinister smile.

It's that Xu Fei.

Yes......

That appearance suddenly startled Brunhilde, and the whole person couldn't help but let out a piercing scream, and with a bang, he woke up from the nightmare.

God, it's scary, the last face I saw.

That bastard, as expected, is his nemesis, even when he dreams, he dreams of that guy, and it's still a nightmare, it's really scary.

Brunhilde covered his chest with one hand, feeling the rapid rise and fall of his chest, and the expression on his face was still terrifying.

But soon, Brünnhilde felt that something was not quite right.

Glancing outside, it was already getting bright.

Is it dawn?

So, you've slept all night outside?

Wrong.

At this time, Brunhilde finally realized that he did not seem to be sleeping outside, and he was soft underneath.

Then he raised a pair of slightly dazed eyes and looked around.

This is like a hotel room, right?

On his body, he was covered with a quilt.

What's going on?

Grabbing the quilt on his body with one hand, Brunhilde felt that his brain was completely mush, and he couldn't react a little, not knowing what was going on.

What exactly happened and why is this happening?

How did you wake up in the room?

What happened last night? After escaping from the stronghold, he went to the agreed place, but no one was waiting for him there.

Then, I met three hateful bastards, those three guys, who wanted to bully themselves.

Thinking of those three hateful scum, Brunhilde raised his eyebrows, and when he recovered, he must kill those three guys.

Then, when I was almost in despair, it was as if someone suddenly appeared and saved me from that despair.

Who is it?

It's that bastard.

Brünnhilde felt his body tremble slightly, and then the bastard's appearance came to his mind again.

Damn, I was saved by that bastard.

It was the greatest disgrace of Brunhilde's life.

Could it be that guy sent himself to the hotel? No, that guy seems to have left after that.

There is still chaos in the mind, could it really be that the adult who saved himself?

A happy expression involuntarily appeared on Brunhilde's face, which looked exceptionally beautiful.

His face felt a little hot, and perhaps Brunhilde was also feeling ashamed of the inexplicable thoughts in his heart.

Biting his lip slightly, Brunhilde barely suppressed the shyness in his heart and struggled to get up from the bed.

As soon as he got off the ground, Brunhilde suddenly felt his head dizzy, his body shook for a while, and he almost fell straight down.

The body is still very weak, although it is a little better than last night, but it is not much better.

I still don't have the slightest strength in my body.

Then, all of a sudden, Brunhilde discovers something very odd.

It feels a little chilly in my chest.

Only then did Brunhilde realize that he was actually half-naked, and a large area of crisp white and smooth was exposed.

Brunhilde's face froze suddenly.

What's going on?

Could it be that something else happened last night?

Otherwise, why would your clothes be like this?

Brunhilde's frightened body trembled slightly, and as a result, the two shoulder straps, along Brunhilde's shoulders, suddenly slipped down, taking the whole dress with them.

Brunhilde's body was as smooth as jade.

The silk skirt, on that body, did not have the slightest concern at all.

When the two shoulder straps lost their effect, the most beautiful picture appeared.

The clothes slipped off, and the white, white carcass was completely exposed to the early morning sun, and there was no longer the slightest cover.

Then, a cold wind blew, the windows were not closed, and the early morning wind was still slightly cold.

Brunhilde's body trembled slightly, and he subconsciously turned to look in the direction of the window.

Then, I saw a figure, like a monkey, no, like an orangutan, standing on the windowsill, with a pair of eyes wide and greedily staring at his body.

The white carcass is as beautiful as the goddess Venus.

On the body, there is no inch, there is nothing, there is no cover at all.

Glance.

This woman is actually a vacuum......

I didn't find it last night, but I didn't expect such a cold-looking woman to have such a special side.

Suddenly, the whole picture seemed to be frozen in this instant.

Brünnhilde and I were both dumbfounded.

One by one, you looked at me, I looked at you, no one made the slightest sound, and the expression on his face was even more sluggish.

I didn't react, and neither did Brunhilde, who completely forgot how to react.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that Brunhilde seemed to finally come to his senses, and then ......

Yes......